Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Before Yang Yi said what he said, Old Pei next to him walked over, his voice faintly excited, "Show me the prescription again."

When Huo Yao was making the list of medicinal materials, Elder Pei subconsciously walked to her side and watched her list every medicinal material, and then every medicinal material listed shocked him, until the prescription was finished, he The mind has completely exploded.

After the recollection, he couldn't wait to confirm this recipe again.

Zhuo Yun glanced at Old Pei, who had changed his mood from depressed to excited at this time, and without hesitation, handed him the prescription directly.

Old Pei carefully read the medicinal materials on it again, and finally confirmed that this prescription was a lost ancient prescription. Then, he tremblingly handed the prescription list back to Zhuo Yun.

"Old Pei?" Yang Yi couldn't help calling him when he saw his hands shaking a bit.

Old Pei raised his head and looked at Yang Yi, "There is no problem with this prescription."

When it comes to professional terms, he didn't explain much.

When Yang Yi heard this, his face showed incredible expression, "You mean this prescription can cure Brother Yu?"

"Although it can't be completely cured, at least it won't make his body worse." Old Pei said slowly. After a pause, he glanced at Huo Yao, and suddenly felt very emotional: "It's really the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave, Xiao Huo’s medical skills are probably more advanced than mine."

He remembered that he had mentioned that he wanted to accept the little girl as a disciple.

It's embarrassing.

Hearing this, "I'm going to grab the medicine right now." Zhuo Yun said excitedly, and then he took the medicine and quickly walked out of the villa.

Old Pei also walked towards Huo Yao.

Yang Yi, who stayed in place, looked complicated at this time.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked in Huo Yao's direction, thinking of his own attitude just now, as well as those preconceived before seeing anyone that she is a person who is not on the stage, and even blamed her for the recurrence of her master’s old illness. His prejudice suddenly made his face a little hot.

Elder Pei sat down on the sofa opposite Huo Yao, glanced at the tranquilizer that was pinched next to him, and asked very puzzled: "Why can't I burn incense?"

Huo Yao's expression was faint, "There is musk in the incense, and using incense will only speed up the blood boiling in his body." After a pause, she glanced at Min Yu, "That's why he coughed up blood."

Yang Yi, who had just approached, could not help but think of his attitude when he heard this, his face flushed again.

"It turned out to be like this, I didn't even expect it." Old Pei showed a wry smile, "Fortunately you are here, otherwise I will make a big mistake."

The incense is burned by him.

"It's okay, the problem is not big." Huo Yao waved her hand indifferently, then she looked at Min Yu again, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Did you not take the medicine I gave you last time?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, it carries affirmation.

Min Yu coughed again, Qingjun's face was pale with a sickly beauty. After he stabilized his breath, "Huh?" Only soon, he remembered that after sending her to the airport last time, she gave His bottle of medicine.

"Forgot," he said.

Huo Yao seemed to smile, she said that every time the other party's body was seen, the worse it got.

Min Yu was a little uncomfortable with her smile, and then ordered Yang Yi next to him: "Go and find a ceramic bottle in the drawer of the bedside table in my bedroom."

Hearing this, Yang Yi nodded respectfully, turned around, and went upstairs at the fastest speed.